The Wicked Tower Chapter 2 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*I’ve written this story through chapter 4.* *All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. Or if can’t find the link there, you can search for “RawlyRawls subscribestar” on google to find my site. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*

Previous Chapters

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/imgmyi/the_wicked_tower_chapter_1_mf_inc_cheat/)

There was a smile on his mother’s sweet, round face. But tears rolled down her cheeks. Vel stood awkwardly as she buttoned his robes just right. “Are you okay, Mother?”

“I’m fine.” Cassia sighed and did her best to keep her smile going. “I’m fine. It’s just that the queens regent wasted no time in naming you the new duke. Your brother may still be traveling, or spending his time on one of his … hobbies, or …” Weeping threatened to overtake her so she forced her mind to change course. “I’m just so proud of you. My Duke.” She finished with the buttons, patted his chest, and looked up at him. “A man of nineteen years and so handsome. I remember when you were just a little thing at my breast, and you’ve sprouted like a weed.” She reached up and lifted his chin so that his face struck a more regal pose. “Now remember, as duke, you are responsible for your people’s happiness. Not the other way around. Many would treat such a position as a luxury, but you –”

Bunny, Meet Bear [MF][Romantic]

The bunny suit was a last-minute decision. I had assented to attend with reluctance, but it was hard to say no when I had been the one who organized it. My boss was relying on me to make sure the drink orders were delivered correctly and that the caterers were on time. She promised that once it started, I wouldn’t have to worry about a thing, and I could just enjoy myself. I deserved it after the week I’d been through.

I didn’t feel like “enjoying” myself in company that night. I felt like eating Ben & Jerry’s Cherry Garcia straight out of the tub while watching *Midsommar* on repeat, rewinding that end bit where she sets her boyfriend on fire. I didn’t need a Halloween party. I needed catharsis.

Farah reassured me that Jake and Kayla wouldn’t be there. I had the RSVP list after all; I should know. But she’d double-checked out of concern for me. She was a good boss, and a good friend.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel; Chapter 12 Part 2 (MMF) (FFM) (Intense Orgasm)

She kisses him back, moaning into his mouth. She pushes herself up and wraps her arms around Wyatt’s neck and kisses him, one hand grasping his cock and stroking it gently. “I’d love nothing more, sir,” she says trying to sound confident even as her legs shake slightly in anticipation.

“That’s a good girl. I’m just getting started with you,” he says back.

“And you two?” he calls over his shoulder. She glances over at them and sees Monique kneeling on the floor with the boss’s cock in her mouth.

“He likes to be sucked until he’s good and hard before he fucks,” Anna calls out to her, a reminder that tonight is temporary. She’s still the best at pleasing her master and knows what she wants.

“Not a bad idea, little lady,” Wyatt says, wrapping both of her hands around his thick shaft. “Get to work.”

Like a good slut, Anna gets on her knees in front of Wyatt, gently strokes his shaft, and closes her lips around his tip, sucking hungrily. She hopes to impress him with the skills she has perfected over the past few months.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 29

Bruce opens the bedroom door and Anna asks nervously, “Who did you send? I don’t want them to get hurt…”

“We just call him Grizzly. He briefly played defensive tackle for the Titans. I think he’ll be just fine,” Bruce replies with a chuckle.

Anna nods at the description of Grizzly and feels herself relax

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“Let’s not worry about that right now. Right now, I want to make you breakfast.” Bruce says with a grin. For once in his life, he actually wants to cook breakfast for a woman who has stayed the night. Even though Anna is moving in, he can’t help but feel extremely happy that he can share his life with someone. He extends his hand, waiting for her to come along.

“I’m a pretty good cook myself sir… I guess we will have fun cooking together sometimes huh?” Anna says as she takes his hand. Merle and Gus bound after them as they walk out of the room into the hallway, happy that they are finally awake and moving around.

Bruce leads her down the stairs, down the hall, and into the kitchen. Anna’s eyes go wide.

The garden party.

We were invited to a BBQ at the weekend to watch the Euro’s football at a work friend of my husbands. It was billed as a pool party but the weather and to be honest the crowd attending weren’t exactly the hottest shall we say so my new bikini didn’t even get to make an appearance.
The hosts however were lovely people, a youngish Irish couple Mike and Oona. It was Mike who worked with Olly my husband, and he was quite the host with the gift of the gab and a handsome face as well. He wasn’t the tallest of guys but he looked great in his shorts and vest showing off an obviously well looked after body. Oona was quite simply a doll, petite, brunette with adorable big blue eyes and what looked like a stunning figure all be it underneath a loose summer dress. I nudged Olly firmly in the ribs the first time that I saw him checking her out and he laughed and pleaded that her boobs weren’t big enough for his liking, he has a general rule that nothing less than an D cup is acceptable something that we regularly disagree over!

Stacy & Madeline [FF] [seduction] [oral]

Stacy sighed.

Typical Trevor bullshit. She didn’t know what Madeline saw in the guy.

“Hey, I know some parties,” Trevor had said. Yeah, that’d been a lie.

“C’mon, Stacy,” Madeline had said, “Come out with us, it’ll be fun.” She was smarter than that, hotter than that, could do better than Trevor.

And that creep, Brad, who followed Trevor around like he was on a leash. Who kept looking at Stacy when he thought she wasn’t looking. Who had nothing intelligent to say, ever.

But Stacy didn’t want Madeline going alone with Trevor and creepo Brad, so she’d rolled her eyes, tucked her red hair around her shoulder, and climbed into the back seat of Trevor’s piece of shit Mercury Sable with the peeling paint and knocking engine.

They’d rolled slow down the dark, damp streets. Brad had kept his hands to himself, but he kept glancing over, gaze mostly falling on her chest. Stacy could tell he wanted to try something, wanted to touch the bra that was, when the light was right, visible through her sheer top. But fuck that.

Realizing My Childhood Fantasy (M older Woman) pt 3

“Mike, I have no idea how experienced you are but tonight I’m going to teach you everything I know. You need to relax and slow down.”

I already knew this was going to be different. That was more communication than I had ever heard while having sex.

“Do you know what you like? Do you know what you would like to try that you haven’t?”

I was so use to racing to get my dick in a woman before she changed her mind I couldn’t speak.

“I know what I like so why don’t we start there? I want you to kiss and touch me like I’m the most beautiful woman you have ever seen. Explore my body and feast on me. Show me that my body arouses you beyond your wildest dreams. Boys cannot believe their luck and race to a woman’s chest and pussy. Be a man. I’m all yours and we have all night. Own me.”

With that she gently guided my head to her feet. Confused and excited I hesitated. She raised her toes to my lips and looked at me like the next step was obvious. Maybe it was to her but nothing I learned watching porn, playing with myself or the two wham-bam-thank-you-Ma’am sexual experiences I had were helping. And do it began.

So She Said [MF] [poly]

The sound of her electric razor came from upstairs. It didn’t tell me anything new, nothing I couldn’t have guessed. She was going out tonight; of course she made sure she looked and felt amazing. And this wasn’t the first time my wife had gone on a date. I had stopped counting after the fourth one, because it wasn’t exactly easing my apprehensions. But as the incessant buzzing bored into me, the reality of the situation forced itself on me again and before I could stop myself, my mind took the fact that she was grooming herself and ran with it.

I saw her in her light sundress, hat and sunglasses, laughing at something he said. His hand on the inside of her thigh moved higher with an audacity I envied. She leaned back coyly, masking her moan with a contented sigh. When his fingers touched her through her thin panties, their eyes locked. She licked her lips. He pulled the panties aside and traced her smooth skin with his thumb. She sucked in a breath that left as a moan when he entered her ever so slightly. She was wet already, of course. He pushed deeper into…